Winter: A Compilation

This is a compilation of flash writings from Bretton Zinger’s 1st period Creative Writing I class. The prompt: Write a piece of at least 100 words about winter, winter holidays, or whatever you want, as long as it is related to winter.

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The pure bliss and joy of winter is quite wonderful and welcoming. Visions of ice skating, decorative holiday lights, and warm cups of hot cocoa inhabit my mind when I think of winter. Holiday movies, Christmas caroling, and decorating the Christmas tree bring a rush of nostalgia. On the other hand, factors such as shoveling snow may bring down the excitement of the winter season. However, the idea of cross country skiing, snowboarding, and prancing and galloping through the snow is enjoyable. In all, winter is a time to embrace the cold weather before it gets too hot, cherish the snow, and admire houses covered in festive lights during the holiday season.

– Keira Kolostyak

The pure bliss and joy of winter is quite wonderful and welcoming. Visions of ice skating, decorative holiday lights, and warm cups of hot cocoa inhabit my mind when I think of winter. Holiday movies, Christmas caroling, and decorating the Christmas tree bring a rush of nostalgia. On the other hand, factors such as shoveling snow may bring down the excitement of the winter season. However, the idea of cross country skiing, snowboarding, and prancing and galloping through the snow is enjoyable. In all, winter is a time to embrace the cold weather before it gets too hot, cherish the snow, and admire houses covered in festive lights during the holiday season.

Christal Medeiros

Winter is the best, the cold is way better than heat. Not only that, winter is so much prettier than spring or summer, with the snow glistening like diamonds spread across a white blanket, while icicles hang like mother nature’s chandeliers. It’s also very cozy, staying inside where it’s warm, watching a good movie, with a hot beverage and a blanket wrapped around you. And best of all, snow days. Snow days were like a gift from god, when you were little. As soon as your mom gets a call saying there’s no school, you partied till the sun came up, playing video games on a school night, but it’s ok because it’s no longer a school night. I feel bad for areas in the world that don’t get snow, they miss out on such an amazing time of year.

Nicholas Letourneau

You know, there really isn’t anything like scrunching up real good on the couch with your furry companion pal, and playing some video games on a cold winter’s day. Just like anybody else, I enjoy your classic snow day. It makes it even better with a hearty breakfast of eggs (scrambles with cheese), bacon, sausage, and potatoes, with a nice hot cup o’ joe to go with it. I’d wake up around 7am or so, and come to find out that school had been canceled, that’s when the day’s festivities would begin. I’d periodically retrieve snacks and hot drinks throughout the day. It wouldn’t be all fun and games though. If it’s a snow day, that means there’s snow. And it also means helping shovel outside.      

Seth Carvalho

Winter is a time of rest and reflection. It’s the season where time kind of feels like it has stopped. There’s the holidays that start around the beginning of winter. We take that time to eat, relax, and laugh with one another. It’s too bad that a lot of people could not see their family members this season. Not only do a majority of us take this time to rest, but for some animals as well. The blankets of untouched snow on the ground, the birds that have flown away for the winter, the bears hibernating. It just feels like time stands still. We can have a moment to take a breath and go over what we’ve done with our year or what we are going to make of our year. Not as many people are out and about, like animals. Then, when the weather starts getting warm again, the animals come back, more people start coming outside, and it’s back to business.

Sabrina Escobar

Christmas, blanket, cold, boots, candles, candy cane, dark, ice cold, hot chocolate, fireplace, chill, ice skating during the winter, wood fire, winter sport, heater, snow, socks, jacked, bed, zero degrees, New Year’s eve, north pole, presents, melting, frozen, hat, muffin, December decoration, frost, freeze rain , ice hockey, storm, wind, slippery, sad, boring, ginger bread, stove, season ,sled, snowboard, snowfall, snowman, snowflakes, snow plow, snow shoveling, stuck inside the house, white, toasty, winter holidays, Olympic Games, gifts, cough, cozy, crunchy.

Jamie Neto

“W-why is it so c-c-cold here?” Serenade asked, violently shivering as the group trudged, knee-deep, through the heavy snow,

“…Because it’s winter?” Zochen noted, seemingly confused by her question. He was having a much easier time. The thick fur on his legs shielded them from the snow, and having the two extra ones helped him walk faster. He wore a thick parka, from some local animal that Serenade had probably never heard of.

“Great.” She rolled her eyes. It must have been sub -40 degrees Fahrenheit, since she was still shivering, even in her thermal  suit. Zochen said that they didn’t need their space suits on his planet since the atmosphere was safe and they had a “moderate climate.” Serenade was really regretting listening to him. 

She looked to her left and saw Kasen shivering just as much as she was. They were both humans from Earth that had grown up in warmer climates. Knuok, however, was dressed the lightest, with only his thin ship uniform and some winter boots. He was clearly having fun, romping through the snow in Zochen’s tracks. His home planet only had two seasons, from what Serenade could recall: Cold and Colder. 

“A-are we al-almost there yet?” Kasen asked, his lips were starting to turn blue.

“Yes, now stop complaining! My people aren’t fond of complaints.” Zochen snapped, not even bothering to look back at his freezing human companions. Zochen was right, for once, and the group soon came to a sheltered cave opening in the side of the mountains. Serenade hadn’t even noticed the towering hunk of rock, since the snow obscured her vision.

The group hurried into the entrance, which was much warmer than the air outside. They followed Zochen down a dark tunnel that slopped slightly upward. The darkness engulfed everything, so Serenade just followed the sound of footsteps In front of her. 

After about 20 minutes of walking on their aching legs, the group entered a warm, dimly lit cavern. The smell of roasting food greeted them. Many people were gathered there, tending to a feast table. They were all the same species as Zochen, with four legs and a tail. Zochen turned to face them, his normally cold disposition evaporating.

“Welcome to my home!”

– Victoria Oliveira